The In-Between by Gwen Rivers

Author:Gwen Rivers
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Elements Unleashed
Published: 2020-06-29T04:00:00+00:00

North could sense the others congregating around the Unseelie Crystal Palace. The energy around the place was tense. The souls trapped in their elements had been drawn there by the presence of the two Seelie Kings, Taj and Jedda, as well as Addison Sophia Jager, the One True Queen of the Unseelie.

And Underhill, her demi-god lover and the giantess, Laufey who had created the PR. All the power in the land centered in one place at the same time.

If North remembered what it was like to have feelings correctly, he would have to say that his current one was best described as uneasy.

All the eggs in one big, sparkly basket. And mortal weapons in the hands of the rogue fae.

A slash appeared in the sky and a woman wearing a winged helmet rode through the precise cut, her steed galloping on air. Freda, First in command of the Wild Hunt. Beside her in her dragon scale armor which glittered even in the dim light rode Nahini, the wise woman and mystic, Second in command behind Freda and the queen herself.

Then came the ghosts. They fanned out like a rolling wave of fog, faceless, nameless. The souls of the damned who had earned their eternal place in service through the vile deeds in their mortal lives.

Many of them had been tethered to the Hunt by Nic, before she was old enough to vote.

Freda crouched low in the saddle and directed her mount to the ground. The clattering of hooves on the rough stone rang out as she and Nahini approached the tower.

“Create a perimeter,” Nahini ordered the ghosts. “All but you, Nightweaver. You come with me.”

“Yes, Second,” a sibilant voice answered.

One section of the fog detached itself and formed into the shape of a Valkyrie. Half-bird, half-female, the shieldmaidens of Odin and Freya were responsible for walking battlefields and deciding which of the mortal warriors should live and which were brave enough to reach the fabled halls of Valhalla. Though they could wear glamour of beauty and grace, their true forms were hideous and twisted. North had heard many of the mortals complain they smelled like blood, shit, and rotting meat.

In other words, swipe left as fast as possible.

Freda, Nahini and Nightweaver dismounted and headed over the moonstone causeway that led to the throne room. He was about to follow when he heard the sound of an angry female voice.

North circled around the highest spire, to the One True Queen’s tower. She had only visited once before, on her mother’s insistence. Nic, wearing a gray tunic over black leggings paced. Her daughter stood taller than her by a head, but Nic’s will took up more room. She was bottled emotion, a pressure cooker ready to blow.

“I don’t like this.” Underhill swiveled on her heel and paced the confines of the sitting room. “Liam should be here.”

“Mom, relax.” Addison had the soul of a healer, always ready to soothe and make those around her more at ease. “He’ll be here.”

The One True

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